* this version is slightly different from the album version
[Bass D *singing*]
I got a feeling
I got a feeling potnah
I got a feeling
That sandwich is gonna turn you out yeah
[Count Bass D]
Speaking on sandwiches kinda fickle
She can be white or wheat or even pumpernickel
She don't even walk around bein discreet uhh
On the contrar(y) she walks around lookin for the meat
Or lett-uce pray, tomato cheese pickle
Mustard, ketchup, two black olives man
Mayonnaise your hands off of it
Punk, you understand?
I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me
You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me
Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be
Huh, yeah
I don't think so cause these freaks keep on bothering me
You don't know so cause these freaks keep on pestering me
Something's gotta boil up my bone they won't let me b-ah-be
Ha-ay, that's why
[Bass-D *singing*]
I, got a feeling
I, got a feeling potnah
I, got a feeling
That sandwich is gonna turn you out, uhh
I, got a feeling
I, got a feeling potnah
I, got a feeling
That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah
[Count Bass-D]
Girlie, you're treating me fowl like a rooster
But I Boo-Yaa, gusto me gusta
I'm sick and tired so you fired I don't want you no more
you snore furthermore you're rotten to the core
Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee
are some of the girls that LL knows from around the way
I know some [hoes], that will always give up the play
But I don't want that, so I should go where LL stay, huh
To find that cutie with tha
